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The snow is cold
The sun is red
My thoughts in general are filled with dread
It's getting late
This is my fate
To serve the one that deep inside I hate

I've got some new skulls for Mastodon Jones
To add to his collection of intimidating bones
He's on the phone
With a clergyman from Rome

The cave is dark
So is his heart
His capacity for love will never start
I am in bed
So is a head
I hope to god that head is really dead

I've got some new skulls for Mastodon Jones
To add to his collection of intimidating bones
He's talking to
The President at 2:00

If I could escape his grasp
I'd redeliver everything he has surpassed
And I'd never forget our wicked past

But I am stuck
Such is my luck
I get to drive his rotten no-good dirty truck
Excuse my words
It's quite absurd
I must go before my master is perturbed

I've got some new skulls for Mastodon Jones
To add to his collection of intimidating bones
He's got to be
With Jesus Christ at 3:00

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from Men, released March 15, 2006

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